He smacked his great hand on his knee, interrupting me--

“If you haven’t the intelligence to see--sooner part with my blood to

those Vandals! There; let the book alone, and tell me what brought you

here.”

“I’ve said already--I was escaping from my master.”

“A master sweep?”

“Yes.”

“Now,” he said, “how did you know this was Latin?”

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